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Love Changes All

By

Draconicon

As his computer shut down and the whirring sound of the fan faded, Tony grinned. "Finally..." he muttered happily. "Ray's finally coming over."

He could hardly believe it. Yeah, the two of them had been talking online for a very long time - almost a year, in fact - but they hadn't been able to meet up with each other. There had always been problems with finances, family, or just bad luck interfering with the time they should have had together. Tony had even wondered from time to time if Ray had just stopped caring about him, or failing that, stopped being attracted to him.

Patting his belly with his hand, Tony shook his head. He really had just a little too much paunch down there, going out over his waistband and sagging. The rest of his body wasn't precisely the best, either. His arms didn't have much muscle on them, nor did his legs. Perhaps his best features were in his face, where he had a good smile and sparkling eyes when he smiled, but even that wasn't quite that good looking. The chub extended even there, giving him that jolly old man look that everyone imagined for Santa Claus. A nice look for some people, yeah, but he was still pretty young, and he didn't want to look like Saint Nick.

But that was all in the past. He'd picked up a gym membership, and he'd start working out to get rid of some of it. And best of all, he'd have Ray around to do it with! Just thinking about it kept a grin plastered across his face. Seeing himself in the mirror, he knew that he looked silly, but he didn't really care. He was too happy.

Glancing at the clock, Tony marked the time. 3:30 PM. That meant that he had about fifteen minutes before Ray would get here. Now what could he come up with in fifteen minutes that could surprise him...

~~~

"Well, that's gonna have to do," Tony said with a shake of his head. He'd managed to get a couple of cookies baked - thank God for the quick bake things - and he'd gotten some fruit punch out that he'd bought from the store a couple of days ago. It was some new brand, and he hadn't really seen it since. Manrod Fectef, it was called. Probably some printer had mixed up the labels or something, he thought to himself. He couldn't really think of any other reason they'd print something as nonsensical as that, though the word manrod in it was kinda funny.

And he still had one minute to spare. Perfect. Grinning, Tony walked over to the front door, watching through the glass peephole for Ray. He shouldn't be too far away now, and he knew what his friend looked like by sight. He'd just pull a little trick. Pull the door open just before Ray grabbed it, like a haunted house. Yeah, that would be perfect. Giggling a little bit at the thought of it, Tony held himself still, keeping his eye glued to the peephole.

He was so pre-occupied with anticipation about his trick that he almost jumped out of his skin when a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Hehe, you forgot to lock your back door, Tony." He turned around, shaking his head and glaring at Ray. "What, you forget how much you've described your house to me?"

"Only as much as you've described yours to me, Ray." Tony smiled at his friend - boyfriend, he should say - and gave him a little once over, flicking his eyes up and down over him. Ray was skinny, as skinny as he was chubby. Once, he'd joked that Ray could have been knocked over by a stiff gust of wind, though that was a little inaccurate. The wind would have to be storm level, at least. With somewhat silvery hair at his age, Ray should have looked older, less attractive, but instead, he looked...distinguished. Interesting. Experienced. It was rather cool, having a boyfriend that looked like that.

"Done ogling me yet, big guy?" Ray asked, snapping him out of the repeated up and down movements his eyes had been stuck in.

Chuckling, Tony nodded. "Yeah, for now," he said. He gestured towards the kitchen. "I made some cookies and got some punch for you and me to share. Want to get it all on a plate and in a couple of cups while I get the movies ready?"

"Sure. Meet you in the living room in a few minutes?"

"Of course." With a bit of a blush, Tony leaned in and gave Ray a kiss on the cheek, and ran off to the living room before he could think about it.

"Gotta do that again later, and let him kiss me back," he muttered as he sat down on the couch. He had a couple of movies picked out for the day, and he laid them out in front of him. The DVD player was already hooked up, so all they needed to do was pick out one of them to watch. The three movies were all good; Ladyhawk, Surrounded at Sea, and some martial art movie that he couldn't pronounce the name of to save his life. But he'd seen all of them, and he knew that they were pretty good quality.

He just hoped that Ray felt the same way.

Leaning back against the couch, Tony waited. And waited. He looked at his watch, and shook his head as he noticed that five minutes had passed. He looked over his shoulder at the kitchen, and cocked his head to the side at the sound of drinking. Big gulps of drinking. "Hey, make sure you leave some of that punch for me!" he called out.

He had the satisfaction of hearing Ray sputter, and see some of the red punch juice splatter against the floor. "And why don't you clean that up before you come out here? Consider it your punishment for drinking that stuff without me!" he said with a chuckle. Ray chuckled too, so Tony knew he wasn't really offended by that.

Another couple of minutes later, Ray was sitting next to him. They had their punch and cookies in front of them, and Ray had picked the Ladyhawk movie. Such a romantic movie, that, and it was something that could make them laugh, too.

As the movie started playing, Tony looked at his boyfriend. "What did the punch taste like, by the by? I've never heard of this brand."

"I've never heard of it either, but it actually tastes pretty darn good," Ray said. He held up his cup, swirling the punch inside around like one would do with wine. "It's really fruity, but it's also...I don't really know how to explain it. I'm not an expert or anything. I just know that I like the way that it tastes and the way that it makes me feel. Sort of a full body glow, or something." He shrugged. "I can't think of the words to describe it, really. It's just something that I like a lot. Try it. I think you will too."

Tony looked from his boyfriend to the movie, and shrugged. Why not? He had plenty of it to last through the movie, so it wasn't like he would run out halfway through the movie and need to get more. "Why not?" he said, grabbing his bottle of the stuff. "Manrod Fectef. I still can't help but giggle at the name." Giggling again, he tossed his head back and took a few big gulps.

Fruity and sweet, the juice put a grin on his face almost immediately. The first two drinks just weren't enough, and he tilted his head, and thus the bottle, back further, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the sweet substance. It tasted like a mix of strawberry and cherry, in a good way, with a whole lot of sugar added. Normally, he wouldn't have liked that kind of combination, but it was better this time, for some reason. It wasn't until he had drained almost a full half of the bottle and Ray had pulled the bottle from his lips that he finally stopped, gasping a bit for breath.

"Wow, that's good," he said, shaking his head. "Now I know why you couldn't stop in the kitchen."

"No kidding." Ray picked up his own bottle, showing that it was at about the same level as Tony's. "If you hadn't gotten my attention, I'd probably still be sucking this stuff down. It was like I just couldn't stop." He shook his head, hesitating before putting the bottle back down on the tray and picking up a cookie instead. "It's weird. I'd never drink this kind of drink - too much like that super sugary Kool-Aid, you know - but it was like my body loved it so much that I just ignored that."

"Same here. But I got plenty of this stuff, so what the heck does it matter? If we run out, I can just get some more."

Still, Tony remembered the near compulsion to keep drinking the stuff, and he pushed the bottle further from his grip. Cookie. He needed a cookie or something to keep him occupied, so he grabbed one too. The chocolate chips and sweet dough were good, but it didn't really compare to how good the Manrod Fectef had tasted, and his eyes kept moving towards the juice bottles.

Neither of them were really paying attention to the movie anymore. Instead, they kept looking to each other, and then to the juice bottles. Each moment that passed by only built on the craving they had for the fruity stuff, made them want it more and more. Several times, Tony reached out for his bottle, only to be stopped in mid reach by Ray's hand. He had to do the same for Ray, grabbing his wrist when he reached out for his bottle.

"What's in this stuff?" Ray muttered, shaking his head. "Man, if this is what smokers feel for cigarettes, I have a whole new sympathy for them now."

"Yeah, I know." Tony shook his head too. "Um, why don't we just go upstairs for a while. Maybe if it's out of sight, we can get it out of mind."

"Good idea. I'm not sure how much longer I can...and I'm not sure why I don't..." Ray's face tightened in frustration, and he groaned. "I can't even figure out why I don't want the stuff. It tastes great, you know? But it kinda scares me just how much I want to keep drinking it."

Tony nodded, gesturing towards the staircase. "Come on, let's just leave the stuff down here. We can play games or something upstairs. Maybe beating your butt at Slam Brothers will make you forget about that stuff," he said with a laugh. Dodging the playful punch Ray threw at him, he leaped over the couch and rushed upstairs. He was halfway up the stairs before he heard Ray follow, and chuckled at the huge lead he had. Chuckling, he ducked into his room, and locked the door.

A few seconds later, he heard Ray knocking it. "Let me in, big guy!" his boyfriend said, laughing. "You can't beat me with the door closed, and I owe you something for thinking you can!"

"Oh no! Ray the Rod is going to get me!" Tony said with a little giggle, leaning against the door to support the lock. "Save me, save me!" he continued with the falsetto voice of a silly maiden in danger. He laughed at the way he sounded, and he could hear the snorts of laughter from the other side of the door as well, which only made him laugh more.

Calming down after a second, Tony opened the door with a smile. "Come on in," he said. He heard another sound, almost like something plastic scrunching up, but when it didn't repeat he lost interest. "Let's start playing, huh?"

"Well, I kinda had...another idea, Tony." Tony arched an eyebrow as his boyfriend pulled a little closer, and slowly wrapped his arms around him. "Why don't we try some of the stuff we've talked about online, hmm? I think...I want to see what you look like without clothes on. Yeah, yeah, I know you sent me pictures," Ray said, raising his hand to forestall Tony's objection, "but I want to see what you look like in person. I bet you look three times as sexy. Please, for me...show me?"

Well, how could he resist that? Tony grinned and blushed at the same time as he reached down to the waistline of his pants. The sight of Ray panting as he started unbuttoning and stripping was...odd...out of character, but it was sexy too. Tony stopped as he finished pulling down his zipper, looking closer at his friend. "Um, Ray...there's something kind of weird about your face."

"What?"

"Well, for one thing, I think your ears aren't in the right place." That was putting it lightly, considering they weren't the right shape, or even the same shape as they had been just a few minutes ago. Somehow, they had migrated up to the top of the skinny guy's head, and had become a little more pointed, sticking up from his head. No hair, but they almost looked like-

RRRRRRRiiipppp!

"What...was that?" Tony asked, starting to back up a little bit.

Ray looked over his shoulder, and opened his eyes wide. "Um...I think it might have been...my tail," he said. He sounded almost as disbelieving as Tony felt. How could there be a tail? Ray was as human as he was, and humans didn't have tails.

Apparently they did, or at least, Ray did, because as he turned around, a silver furred tail could be seen poking out of the back of his pants. It wagged back and forth, just like the tail of a happy dog would. Tony absently noticed that the fur color was the same as Ray's hair color, which had started covering his ears. As he brought his eyes from the tail to Ray's face, he stared in disbelief as the silver fur started spreading, sprouting from the skin on his boyfriend's face and slowly spreading downwards.

"What the hell?!" Tony said as he finally found his voice again. "How's this happening?"

Ray shrugged his shoulders. He was clearly less bothered by this than Tony was, and was already pulling his shirt off as if nothing had happened. "I think it might have been that drink. I started feeling really weird after drinking it the first time, like I just wasn't quite...right. When I finished drinking the bottle, I felt right, but...hot. Needy." He paused, rubbing his hand across the fur that was spreading down his shoulders and chest. As the silvery hairs covered a part of the body, it bulked up a bit. Not much, not like some of the jocks in the gym, but kind of like a lean, swimmer sort of build. It made him look a little more normal, if normal could be a word that described a former human turning into some sort of animal.

Tony's brain caught up with the words even as he watched the fur spread. "When you..finished it?" That explained the crinkling sound earlier. It must have been the juice bottle being tossed away and hitting the ground, crinkling at impact. "You mean...that stuff is doing this to you?"

"I can't think of anything else that could be responsible," Ray said. He laughed a bit, clenching his hands into fists as the fur covered them. Little dark pads emerged over his palm. "I like the way this stuff feels. I was so small, so skinny, but now...It feels so good!"

A little glance southwards told Tony just how good it must have been feeling. His boyfriend had such a stiffy in his pants, bulging out in a bigger tent than he expected. It was still weird looking, though, particularly as the growing fur slipped past Ray's waistline. Tony's eyes bulged as the outline of a cock grew..bigger. It stretched the pants even more, and he could see a wider bulge at the base of Ray's cock bulge. "Oh God...you're turning into some kind of dog!" he whispered.

"A horn dog," Ray joked. He reached out and grabbed Tony's wrists, pulling them closer. Tony couldn't help but go along, his boyfriend's arms much stronger than they had been just a few minutes ago. Ray didn't stop tugging on him until his hands were pressed against his chest, his fingers rubbed through the soft, silky fur. "Doesn't that feel good, Tony? Don't you want to feel more of this? Maybe...something harder?" he asked, gently pushing Tony's hands down. They traveled further and further down the furred chest, over the abs and the belly until they touched the waistband of Ray's pants. "Don't you want to look there? Maybe get a feel?" he asked.

Heaven help him, he did. Even if this was so freaky, even though this wasn't how Ray had acted before, it was still very, very sexy. Tony had always felt something of an...attraction...towards some of the weirder things, and this was about as weird as life could get. He wanted to feel how his boyfriend had changed, see it. If this was really like the furry stuff that he would sometimes look at online, he wanted to see this up close.

Besides, the way that Ray's pants were swelling as he changed, he doubted his boyfriend would be able to keep his pants on for much longer anyway.

Eagerly, happily, Tony yanked at the zipper of his transforming boyfriend's jeans. It came down easily, even as fur poked out and into the zipper. "Hehe, you're not going to be wearing jeans anymore. No pants with zippers, anyway," he muttered with a grin. A quick tug around the waistband, and Ray's pants fell to his ankles. What was left unveiled took Tony's breath away.

Less than an inch in front of his face, pointing up towards the ceiling, was a veiny, red dick. It wasn't human, either: it was completely canine, from the tapered tip to the knot to the sheath that would hold it when it was soft. Amazed, Tony slowly lifted his hand to the canine cock, and gripped it. Ray gasped above him, and started panting as Tony moved his hand up and down, up and down. Pre followed quickly, and the hot, thin fluid was even slicker than the lube he had in one of the drawers around here.

Flicking his eyes downwards, he realized that the fuzz of the fur was only now reaching Ray's ankles. It slipped over them, but didn't make any changes to the bone structure, only adding some more lean muscle, fur, and tone. So, not digitigrades feet; that was good to know.

As claws popped out of Ray's toe tips, Tony slowly stood up. Try as he might, he couldn't pull his hand back from Ray's dick, though he didn't really know of a reason why he really should. Still stroking his boyfriend, he said, "You say that the juice did this?" Suddenly, the words of the juice came back to him, and he slapped his forehead. "How did we not see that?"

Ray looked at him in confusion, and Tony reached out for a piece of paper and a pencil. He kept a lot of them in his room, so it didn't find him long to find them. "The juice was called Manrod Fetcef, right?"

"Manrod Fectef, actually."

"Same letters, same nonsense," Tony said, writing out the two words on the paper. They made no more sense there than they had on the wrapper of the bottles, but he started rearranging the letters, making a couple of false starts before figuring it out. Holding up the solved anagram, he read it aloud.

"Random Effect."

Both of them stared at the paper for a little bit before groaning. In unison they slapped their foreheads, and slowly walked over to Tony's bed. Sitting on the edge of it, they fell completely silent. Tony didn't know what Ray was thinking, but he did know what he was thinking. This was really weird, but really wonderful, too. This was...he didn't know what. What he did know, though, was that he had a lot more bottles of this stuff, and he was going to have one right now to see what would happen.

Before Ray could stop him, Tony rushed out of the room and down the stairs. He could hear the wolf getting to his feet, tripping a bit on his new body. The clumsiness that Ray's new form had wouldn't last long, though, and Tony needed to move fast. There was a small chance that Ray might try to stop him from changing, and he didn't want to be stopped.

In no time, he was in the kitchen, and had a bottle of the Manrod Fectef out. Yeah, he had an open bottle in the living room, and he might have finished that, but that was warm by now. Besides, there shouldn't be any problems with having two different bottles. After all, it was all the same stuff, wasn't it?

"Let's get this party started," Tony muttered. Off came the cap, and down the hatch it went. The sweet, addictive drink slipped down his throat, cold and wonderful. The more he tasted, the more he needed, and even when Ray managed to get into the kitchen, stumbling over the little bump between rooms as he did, Tony didn't stop drinking.

He was having this!

He gulped down the last mouthful as Ray pulled himself to his feet, leaning on the counter. The wolf shook his head a few times. "I was kinda hoping we could have some fun while we were both humans first, but I guess that's not gonna happen," he said. The pouty face he had would have been silly on a human. On a wolf, it was so laughable that Tony actually fell to the linoleum floor at the sight of it, rolling around and beating his fist on the floor.

Joining him in a couple of giggles, Ray eventually held out a paw and helped him up. Shaking with the last remnants of his laughter, Tony forced himself over to a chair, and sat down. He tugged off his shirt and dragged his pants and underwear off. "After seeing how close you came to ripping your clothes, I don't really want to risk the same thing," he explained when Ray looked a little confused.

Getting a nod of understanding from his boyfriend, Tony looked down at himself. So far, he was still the chubby, pale human that he had been. He'd had over a bottle of the stuff, so shouldn't it start working?

Unfortunately, the changes that he wanted weren't quite the changes he got. He'd hoped for a quick change, bigger cock - like any warmblooded male - and a good body to match the wolf form that Ray had. He'd expected that to start at his head, or maybe his groin.

Instead, the first of his more unwelcome changes occurred not at either of those places, but at his chest. Specifically, as his nipples started getting tugged outwards by an unseen hand.

Tony stared wide-eyed as some unseen force tugged and squeezed at his nipples. The feeling was pleasant enough, but the tugging sensation was followed by the sight of his nipples getting tugged out from his body. And it didn't stop there. As his chest was tugged on, he noticed that the skin started filling in. Some sort of fatty tissue, tugged away from his belly as he got slimmer, started filling out his chest. It couldn't-but it was. He was getting...breasts.

That was astounding enough, but it was quickly forgotten as Tony felt something else even stranger. It was between his legs, sort of an unzipping sort of feeling. He jerked forward, plunging a hand between his legs, between his balls and his butt, and felt around. At first, all he could feel was body hair, but just as he was starting to think he was safe, he felt it. His finger brushed across something extremely sensitive, and slipped from smooth skin to something of a hole. It wasn't his anus, he knew how that felt, but something different. Tentatively, he probed himself until he was sure just what it was.

He wasn't a guy anymore.

He wasn't a girl either, not really. Still, he wasn't a guy with a pussy between his legs, that was for sure. "Oh god...please don't take my manhood," Tony whispered under his breath, reaching down and grabbing hold of his member as if his grip would prevent the juice from taking it away. Rather than fading away, his member only seemed to swell, growing larger, longer, and maybe even a little thicker.

"Well, at least there's that. I'm a bigger man than I was before, even with...these," Tony said as he pointed to his new breasts. Even as he pointed to them, a silky, tawny sort of fur started spreading over them, starting from the nipples. The feeling of the hair sprouting was almost ticklish, in a way, but any thoughts of laughter was overwhelmed with the sheer pleasurable feelings that followed. It was like the feeling of an orgasm, only fluid, like the way water in a shower felt as it flowed down one's body.

Wherever the tawny fur reached, so did the feeling of pleasure. Tan, tawny, golden fur, all three, flowed over his skin from his new breasts, and Tony felt his hands slipping up to follow it. He gripped his breasts and groped them like he would another girl's, groping, squeezing, feeling them up. It felt so odd, after fantasizing after guys so much, to touch breasts like this. Even if they were his own, it was still odd. Nevertheless, they were hypersensitive, particularly at the nipples, and as he squeezed them, he found himself moaning, both his engorged prick and new pussy leaking with juices from the pleasure.

The more that he touched himself, the more the fur spread along his skin. The faster it spread, the faster the pleasure that accompanied it followed. Within seconds, not only was his chest completely covered in fuzz, but so was his neck, his arms, and partway down his belly. As the fur went down his belly, it turned a little lighter, almost a white color. Not that Tony really noticed, as he was too busy playing with his breasts, and with his cock, letting a hand slide down and caress it, slowly beginning to stroke it.

As the fur streamed down his arms and the rest of his body, he could feel Ray watching him. Despite how it distracted him from his own pleasure, Tony forced himself to stop stroking his cock and pinching his nipples to see just what kind of effects were happening to him.

What he saw stunned him. Where the fur had flowed, his limbs and belly had slimmed down tremendously. Previously, he had been twenty, maybe thirty pounds overweight, but now, he had to be at perfect weight. His body had slimmed down and-He stopped and re-examined himself. No, that wasn't right. It couldn't be right. He had to be imagining it.

But he wasn't. As he stared at his waist, he could see that it had changed in ways other than simply losing weight. His hips had...curved. He couldn't think of any better term for it than that. They weren't fat, or anything like that, but they were curved. Glancing up at his bust, Tony conducted a few quick mental measurements, and blushed at the hourglass figure they painted. Most models claimed to have an hourglass figure, but he had a literal one. The measurements of his body, as far as he could tell, matched perfectly between hips and bust, with his wait a good four or six sizes down.

Tony remained as still as possible as he watched the fur completely encompass his body. Each piece of skin touched shifted, slimmed. What little fat was left was only enough to add to the curvy, feminine figure that his body was intent on having. The only bit of masculinity he had left was his cock, throbbing and hard at the length of eleven inches long. Whatever it was in the juice that was changing him, it had left his member mostly untouched, except for giving it a bit of a sheath. Even that didn't really change the way it felt, really. Grinning, he stroked his hand along the underside of his member, and slowly pulled a bit of the pre at the tip to his mouth.

Ray grabbed his wrist as it was halfway to his mouth, and looked him right in the eyes. "You know, Tony...I never really thought herms were all that hot. But you're changing my mind about that. I don't know if it's just you, because you're a herm and my boyfriend at the same time, or if its something else. But I do know one thing, Tony..." The wolf leaned in, pressing the fingers against his lips, and dragging his rough, wolfen tongue across it. "If you're going to be leaking pre, I'm the one that's going to drink it."

With a small grin of his own, Tony grabbed hold of his boyfriend's face. "Well, if you're going to do that, why don't you get your head to my cock?" he whispered. He tried to push Ray's head down, but he realized that his arms were a little weaker than they had been. Not much, not to the degree where he couldn't do it if he really tried, but enough for him to notice. It didn't really help that Ray was a wolf, and therefore, stronger than he had been before, and the little grin he got from his canine lover didn't really help his sudden embarrassment.

"Don't worry, Tony...that changes nothing," Ray whispered. Tony pushed on his head lightly as the wolf lowered down, the tips of his ears flicking lightly as they brushed over Tony's nipples, and his mouth opening as his lips approached Tony's longer cock. "My...this really is a monster now, isn't it? I think I'm going to like this thing in me..." he whispered. Slowly, he opened his mouth, and Tony watched as that long, slick, semi-rough tongue pressed against his member.

He couldn't have imagined how this would feel. Despite all his fantasies before, all the things that the two of them had done over instant messenger and over the phone, there was nothing that could have prepared him for the bliss that he felt at Ray's tentative licking. He couldn't see his cock, or just what Ray was doing to it, but he could feel the slightly rough surface rubbing along the underside of his cock. Lap, lap, lap, just like a dog drinking water, the tongue moved up from the base of his member to his head, always staying centered on the bulge of his urethra. It felt like Ray was pushing his pre right out of his balls, each lick pushing another little surge of pre out of his cock tip.

Closing his eyes as tight as he could, Tony moaned as he leaned his head back against kitchen chair. The wooden surface under his head barely registered in the face of the glimmering, glowing pleasure that pulsed in his groin with each lick of the wolf's tongue. Each lick pressed lightly against his shaft, forcing a little more of the rapidly flowing pre up through his shaft. He could feel every beat of his heart through his swollen cock, and his pulse was racing.

His hands slipped from his sides and wrapped around the wolf's head, pressing it down along his cock. The tip of his member throbbed, squirting a little jet of pre as it slipped into Ray's mouth, and Tony gasped at the sudden difference in sensation. Instead of the warm laps, occasional pressure against the sides or the bottom of his cock, his shaft was enveloped in a sucking cavern, hot, wet, and determined to pull his cum right out of his balls.

"Oh, god," Tony whispered under his breath, his hips starting to lurch lightly, forward and back, his balls rubbing lightly against the wolf's chin before he pulled back. "I never knew...that this could feel this good," he muttered softly.

With Tony's cock in his mouth, there wasn't any way that Ray could respond verbally. But he managed to find another way, lashing out at his cock with the tip of his tongue, playing with the slit of the urethra. The fervent licking and the way it dipped slightly into the tip of his cock drove Tony wild, and he pushed himself up from the chair. "Turn around! I gotta...I gotta have you!" he panted.

Grinning widely, Ray did just that, turning around and raising his butt in the air, tail curled to the side. Tony stared at the revealed hole, and grinned to himself. The puckering star of flesh was so inviting, and were he not so aroused, he might have gotten on his knees and given it a good rimming before stuffing it full of his cock. Ray had done such a good job with sucking him and giving him head that he almost did that, but he needed relief, and now.

He didn't even think about what he was doing, that he was penetrating the ass of a wolf. An anthro wolf, but a wolf, nevertheless. Was this bestiality? Was this something that people condemned? The questions were there, somewhere, but he didn't really care. This was sex, and he needed it, and judging by the panting that he could hear from Ray, the wolf needed it just as badly as he did.

Leaping on top of the wolf, his breasts pressing against the warm, fuzzy back of his boyfriend, Tony slammed his cock into its rightful home.

Pleasure slammed into him just as hard as he slammed into Ray, and he gasped. And he had thought that the head had been good. Compared to the pleasure he found here, oral was as a puddle compared to a lake. How the hell hadn't he done this before, he wondered as his cock slipped into the depths of his boyfriend. He wasn't sure if Ray had been taken before, but he was opening up easily before the onslaught of his cock. Tight, of course; the wolf gripped his cock hard, every inch in like...he didn't have a comparison, but somehow his girth and length wasn't hurting the canine. Was it just another effect of the juice? That was something else that he would have to find out, eventually.

Right now, he was going to fuck this wolf, hard.

His body reacted like a wild animal, arms reaching around the canine's hips and gripping hard, his hips thrusting fast and hard. Panting, he leaned down further, pressing his breasts against the wolf's back harder, and licked at Ray's neck. His boyfriend panted softly at that, and Tony grinned, licking and nipping to the rhythm of his thrusts.

Slowly, he figured that he should wrap his hands around his love's cock. Never stopping in his thrusting, Tony reached down between the wolf's legs. Thick and leaking pre like a faucet, Ray's cock almost bounced into his hands. Grinning softly, he started jerking his boyfriend off to the rhythm of their fucking. It was difficult to tell, he was so high on the sex, but he thought that maybe the wolf tightened down on his cock a little more. Of course, it might have been just his imagination, but he liked to think that it wasn't, that it was his boyfriend's means of showing how he appreciated that.

They fucked like animals, and the rut didn't last long. Within minutes, Tony lifted his head and yowled to the ceiling, his cock throbbing inside of the wolf's hole. He felt his balls drawing up, the heated feeling of his cum shooting out his cock, and felt it pooling around his member inside Ray's hole, the slick feeling, hot and thick, making him grin giddily as he slid back.

Linoleum floor was cold under his back as he laid down on the kitchen floor, and he panted at the relief it offered him. Tony could feel his cock, still hard, and he felt pussy juice rushing down from the new slit between his legs. He needed more sex. It was like he was in heat, like he needed to be taken just as much as he needed to take someone else.

He'd get to that in a bit. Right now, he just needed a bit of a rest. Just a bit of a rest, then he'd be right back at it, he thought as he closed his eyes.

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Something tightening around his wrist woke him up. Groaning softly, Tony opened his eyes to see what it was.

He stared at the silken handcuffs around his wrists, and looked down. Almost immediately, he realized that he was lying down on his bed, and that his legs had been cuffed to the posts at the foot of the bed. Tugging at the cuffs on each of his limbs, it didn't take him long to realize that he was completely and totally bound to the bed. He couldn't move in any direction more than a few inches.

"Glad you're still doing alright, Tony." He looked up to see his wolf sitting down by him. Ray had pulled a chair up to the bed, and he stroked a finger along one of the handcuffs. "You know, you didn't let me get off down in the kitchen, so I thought you owed me a little something. You know, just so that we stay even," the wolf said. The finger stroked its way down the handcuff, over the silky, pink stuff that softened the grips around his wrist, and then down Tony's arm. "I hope you're ready. I really need to get off now."

Tony realized that he was grinning as widely as his love was as he watched the wolf stand up and walk around to the foot of the bed. The bobbing, red shaft Ray sported still looked quite large to him, and he half wondered how he was going to fit it into his-

He blinked. He was suddenly not sure which hole his wolf was going to use. Was it going to be his anus, like he had always discussed with him? They shared the dominant position in sex pretty often, after all, and that was the only hole they had ever discussed using. But now he had a pussy too. He still wasn't sure how he felt about that, but the heat that he felt in his belly, the wetness emanating from it, told him how his body felt about that.

And with that thought, he realized something else. He didn't really care which hole was used, so long as he was taken, and taken right now.

Ray stepped onto the bed, his greater weight making the bed creak a little bit, the mattress sinking under his footsteps as he walked. Each step made that large, throbbing shaft bob up and down, and each bob flung some drops of pre-cum from the tip. In the back of his mind, Tony wondered how much laundry he was going to have to do to clean that out, but it was a secondary thought to the main one. How the hell was that thing going to fit into either of his orifices without a lot of pain to start with?

As the wolf kneeled down between his legs, Tony just told his mind to shut up. What would happen would happen, and he would just do his best to enjoy it. Ray reached around his hips, his strong arms pulling him up and off of the bed, lifting his groin closer to the wolf's cock. Looking down at him, Ray grinned widely, grinding his cock against his pussy lips. "My little lioness...you deflowered my pucker...now...it's my turn to deflower your pussy," he whispered.

Tony watched as the wolf pulled back, adjusting himself until the tip of his cock pressed against the small opening between his swollen pussy lips...and lunged forward.

Prepared as he was for pain, Tony didn't have a chance to resist the pleasure that came instead. It was as if his pussy had been penetrated by cocks all of his life, as if he had had a pussy all of his life, and now it was just fulfilling a purpose again. His eyes went wide as that swollen wolf cock pushed in further and further, spreading his virgin pussy open wider and wider. But no matter how wide it was pushed, no matter how deeply it was entered, it...it didn't hurt. It just felt...right.

And it only got better as Ray started really pounding him. His wolf moved fast, hands and claws digging into his fur as he pulled him close with each thrust. Ray wasn't as animalistic as he'd been, but he was much firmer, each thrust going in as deep as it could before he pulled back. He could feel the wolf reaching deep into him, each thrust ramming past where he imagined a real female would have her cervix. Each one pulled a grunt and a moan from him, making his cock hard again, and his pussy leak like mad over Ray's member.

If it weren't for the handcuffs around his wrists and ankles, he would have already been driven halfway up the headboard of his bed. As it was, he wasn't sure how long the handcuffs would hold. The soft stuff around the metal dug lightly into his limbs, not painfully, but enough to let him know that he wasn't going anywhere. Worse, or perhaps better, he wasn't sure anymore, the ones on his ankles kept his legs open wide, enough to let Ray thrust into him hard, but still kept him tight inside, so he felt every little bit of the wolf's cock.

He looked up at his wolf's face, and grinned at the way he looked. Ray's tongue was hanging out, and his eyes were half closed. Some little bits of drool landed on his face as the wolf bucked into him, but it didn't bother him. Even with the orgasmic pleasure cresting, Tony couldn't help giggling at the way his boyfriend looked.

Still, even with the silly face in front of him, Tony couldn't deny the orgasm that was building. His cock throbbed, and his pussy clenched, and he knew that it wasn't much longer before he would blow his load. Ray's thrusts began to speed up, and it was clear that the wolf wasn't far off either. With the thrusts speeding up, the lioness could feel his boyfriend's balls bouncing off of his butt, and for some reason, the sensation doubled his pleasure.

Arching his back, Tony pressed his body against his love's. Ray's sweaty chest pressed back, fur rubbing over his nipples in a tickling, pleasing way. It was the last hair for him. Throwing his head back in another yowl of climactic pleasure, the feline came. His pussy clamped down on the wolf's cock, and his cock spurted several good sized ropes of cum, landing on both of their bellies. His orgasm triggered Ray's, and he felt the heat of his wolf's seed fill him. It set off another little mini orgasm, which extended the wolf's pleasure, and it spiraled from there until they collapsed, Ray on top of him, the wolf's panting breath hot against his neck.

They smiled at each other as Tony leaned in, nuzzling Ray's cheek. "Let's hope...this lasts a while. I don't want you to change," he whispered.

"And I don't want you to either," Ray responded. Together, united at the groin, they fell asleep with a smile on their lips.